Poems from Ellenaid_Buarts44
Sunshine hurts my eyes.Why am I up this early?Oh yeah, I have class.
Sunshine hurts my eyes.Why am I up this early?Oh yeah, I have class...
I’ll tell you the tale of Jemma the ladybug,
Who lived in a plant stem house all nice and snug,
Her favorite flower color was yellow,
And...
When I was a small child,
My aunt adopted a puppy so small and wild,
His golden fur was as soft as can be,
And even now that he’s grown he...
Legends about dragons tell of fearsome beasts,
Who were rumored to have human feasts,
However these tales are not even relatively true,
For...
When I feel sad I go for a ride,
Just my horse and me,
We always stay in the same stride,
My horse and me,
My sadness and anger are lifted...